Don't you just love it when I talk about random things....why can you read other people's journals? Isn't that like reading their diaries?
Dear Diary,
Today I met this hot guy who was, like, so hot that he melted. Then I cried. Why is it guys melt when they're good looking? I can't remember! Maybe it's something to do with physics, or spontaneous combustion. Oh well, he wasn't that cute. Oh, and then I was attacked by a squirrel and had to beat it off with an ear of corn.
Love and Kisses, Me
Now I just need to name my diary...hm...
Breo_Saight · Thu Oct 13, 2005 @ 10:07pm · 0 Comments |